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It's a custom made afternoon
With shrinking hands I can't keep to myself
Springtime...Saturday
Perfect in an easy way

And it's a customary sin
For angels in the dark
A lighter spark to brighten her skies
Finger feelings fingers feeling fine
Just might change this life of mine

And I'm up on inspiration drive
If you could see what I've seen
Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine
Sleeping with her sandals on
In a California dream
I'm singing
"La-la-la-la-la-la think I'm up to something"

And on a custom made afternoon the candle she burns
The wheels turn and four eyes look away
Wood is getting tangled up in steam
Blue and hazel mix to green

And I'm up on inspiration drive
If you could see what I've seen
Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine
Perfect in an easy way
The world behind the worlds
I'm singing
"La-la-la-la-la-la"

And I'm up on inspiration drive
If you could see what I've seen
Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine
Sleeping with her sandals on
In a California dream
I'm singing
"La-la-la-la-la-la think I'm up to something"
It's a custom made afternoon   With shrinking hands I can't keep to myself   Springtime...Saturday   Perfect in an easy way      And it's a customary sin   For angels in the dark   A lighter spark to brighten her skies   Finger feelings fingers feeling fine   Just might change this life of mine      And I'm up on inspiration drive   If you could see what I've seen   Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine   Sleeping with her sandals on   In a California dream   I'm singing   "La-la-la-la-la-la think I'm up to something"      And on a custom made afternoon the candle she burns   The wheels turn and four eyes look away   Wood is getting tangled up in steam   Blue and hazel mix to green      And I'm up on inspiration drive   If you could see what I've seen   Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine   Perfect in an easy way   The world behind the worlds   I'm singing   "La-la-la-la-la-la"      And I'm up on inspiration drive   If you could see what I've seen   Patchwork woman sunshine suits you fine   Sleeping with her sandals on   In a California dream   I'm singing   "La-la-la-la-la-la think I'm up to something"